Lately I’ve been rocking a variation of the same outfit for running errands: my ripped boyfriend jeans, cozy booties, and a roomy sweater. It’s easy and oh-so-comfortable. For lunch with the gals I tried to appear a bit more feminine with girly touches like a side braid, a silk blouse, pink lips, and a feather bracelet and finished it off with an army-inspired jacket. Am I jonesing to join the military? I don’t think they’d approve of the holes in my jeans. Or my inability to perform many pushups at once. But I’ll embrace this rugged phase for the time being anyway, and save my girly attire for spring.